Two or more weeks of daily rain brought back an old saying from my childhood in Iowa and north Missouri: "Do you think the rain will hurt the rhubarb?"
As a child, I never knew what the saying meant, but I heard it often. Remember, in the late forties and early fifties, most people still gardened. All my farmer relatives had some rhubarb somewhere in or near the garden. As an adult, I know that it's very hard to give rhubarb too much water; it thrives on rain. So the answer to the question "will the rain hurt the rhubarb" is "of course not, anybody knows that!" As a child, I didn't know why people asked the question, but I noticed they always smiled or chuckled when they said it; so I assumed there must be a joke in there somewhere. I never cared for rhubarb, although I would eat a bit of the strawberry-rhubarb pies Grandma made. My husband loves rhubarb, but he hasn't had any for years.
My weekend went well. We "cut the cord" with CenturyLink (the company that we've been getting our Internet from since 1998) as well as Directv. Our Internet speed gives us about four times the speed Centurylink gave us. We are two miles from the source of our internet, which is at the top of the Wellington water tower. I'm a little doubtful about how long it will work, because there are a lot of trees between here and that source, and trees do keep growing. If it will last two years, I won't feel too bad about paying to have it installed here. If not, I would hope something else comes along; my next-door grandson seems to think there will be another option at some point.
Yesterday was pretty warm, and the sun made several appearances after noon. I did some tilling in the garden when I got home from church, and planted a few more seeds. This whole Missouri river bluff we live on is made of windblown sandy soil that drains very quickly, so you can get five inches of rain on Thursday and three days later. Even if I till it while it's a little too wet, it doesn't clump up and harden into rock-like lumps, the way clay soil does. Many's the time I've put on my boots and just pushed seeds into the mud, when the rain refused to stop for days at a time.
|Taken at 6:15 AM this morning|